Those of you who follow my twitter might have noticed that I asked for some robot ideas this week.

And then I didn’t use any of them. *

Instead, I was checking out the other Robot-a-Day’s blog, and upon seeing his golden mantis, realized that I am quite remiss in my terrifying insect quota.

And dude, these things are totally terrifying. Remember when Xander almost got sexed up and eaten by an inexplicably giant english-speaking one? That could teach science, even though the whole premise of the episode was sorely lacking in any scientific plausibilty at all? I waited all season for that stupid egg at the end of the episode to hatch.

Cerberus is totally the best kind of dog; multiple heads for petting, but only one butt for pooping.*

That is, of course, assuming it’s not one of those drooly dogs, with the drooling and the mouth froth. Then you’ve got three times the spittle, as well. BUT ONLY 1 BUTT FOR POOPING. It’s still a win.
*I was going to make some sort of convoluted comment about how Cerberus guards the river Styx, and how the only Styx song I know is Sailing Away, and how intensely awesomely ridiculous that song is, but I though a poop joke was funnier. We like to keep it classy here at Robot a Day.

Even though I grew up in a landlocked area, nowhere remotely near the ocean, I was totally terrified of sharks. Specifically, I was convinced that it was only a matter of time until sharks figured out this whole walking thing, and came for me in the middle of the night.

As an adult I’m more concerned about surviving a zombie apocalypse.

Of course, now I’m wondering if sharks can become zombies, and what that means for my nocturnal land shark theory. eeep.